Thursday, July 08, 2010
I like navy--the color AND the military unit, but I'm writing about the color. I always want to have a pair of navy pants in my closet. I've learned that having more than one is an endeavor unlikely to occur in my lifetime. I don't know why, but it seems that every tall girl in the world likes navy pants too, so by the time I order them online at a price I'm willing to pay, my size is unavailable.
Such was the case last week as I had a "sale" notice arrive via e-mail. I quickly went to the web site, hoping that maybe they had any type of navy slacks in an 18T, nope, none. This forced me to order a 16T (just a few left), so I ran for my credit card, and ordered. Today they arrived. FIT: amazing. Length: incredible. Slimming tendencies: wonderful. I went to order more, of course, none left. I was even willing to get another color, none available any longer in 16T.
I purchased two pair of shorts within the last two weeks, in a size 16. It's official. I'm there, finally. I've been wearing 18's for years, 10 or more anyway. This is a celebratory occasion for me, although I've still got 40 lbs. to go.
The question I'll never be able to answer though is this: why do I have to work so hard to find navy pants in my size? I can find black/khaki/gray pants in tall sizes all over the place.
I can't wait to wear them, although I'm going to spend the rest of the midwest summer wearing my size 16 shorts. My teaching days will arrive soon, and then I will have plenty of chances to show off my smaller navy pants (and body)!